Chapter 22: Chen's Mother
After nearly seven or eight days of busy work, the sowing was finally completed before the first autumn rains, and the rest of the tribesmen had already returned, bringing with them the method of sowing, and also taking away a doubt: can this method really guarantee the food of the tribesmen in the future?
After the autumn rains, the dark swallow flew away, and after a last stay on those two ropes, it disappeared without a trace overnight. Sometimes a line of geese will fly in the sky, telling the fact that the sky is already cold, and it will always attract the echo of the geese and geese whose wings have been cut off, but unfortunately they can no longer fly.
From the time the seeds are planted, the first thing the tribesmen do every morning is to see if they have sprouted. The children, armed with small bows and arrows, wandered around the wheat fields and shot down those who tried to eat the wheat seeds.
Two straw figures draped in fiber cloth stood around the land, with pieces of porcelain tied to them, and some of the grass jingled to scare the lazy and reluctant migratory resident birds who liked to eat seeds.
All hope is in that land, and it will be the most important hope for most of the people of the future for more than a thousand years.
When the sprouts were finally revealed, the tribesmen were relieved, looking at the neat arrangement of the wheat seedlings, the happiest was Yu Qian'er, walking in the wheat field and leaving a string of bare footprints.
It's just that Chen Jian is not satisfied, he has sown a lot, but he may not have gained much. In the previous life, there was the support of improved varieties of fertilizers, and the production capacity per mu reached seven or eight hundred catties, but now there is only a little struvite stone, and it is good to be able to harvest fifty catties per acre.
The land here is quite fertile, but unfortunately it is not an impact plain, and the grass river does not carry nutrients from the upper reaches like the Yellow River.
The influence of geography is still quite large, and Chen Jian estimates that if his tribe had been near the impact plain or estuary delta, it would have been able to develop planting agriculture long ago.
In the previous life, there was a saying in southwest Lu: Dongpingzhou, ten years and nine will not be accepted, and one year will be adopted to raise Kyushu. In the year of harvest, the precondition is that the Yellow River is water, and the Yellow River water overflows into the silt left behind, and wheat is sprinkled casually, without fertilization, and the yield per mu can be four or five hundred catties in the second year.
This was about the same with the cultivation in ancient Egypt, where the seeds were thrown in the silt after the water was released, which did not require weeding and had enough nutrients.
Nowadays, without this condition, we can only rely on wheat and peas to plant intensively, blocking the sunlight and letting those grass roots and the like rot, and if you want to plant the raw land to maturity, it will take two or three years, and these three years need to be cultivated by the clansmen.
He had tried to use horned deer instead of cattle and horses for farming, but he was not willing to do so, and its neck and chest did not support the harness.
Oxen plough the land by a thick neck harness, and horses plough the land with a strong chest against the harness, these two kinds of horned deer have no endurance, pull the wooden roller and turn dozens of times before lying down and saying nothing to leave.
You can't farm, you can't let them sit idle all day and scream around, and they have to play a role if they can't lie on the female deer.
So I made a few simple grass plows to glide on the slippery grass after the autumn rains, and the three-headed deer could still carry some goods by dragging one.
The grass climbing plough is easy to make, two pieces of wood are bent by fire to scrape off the bark, and after grinding smooth, two horizontal logs are laid on top with a tenon structure, so that it can be easily glided on the body of the horned deer. It's better if it's snowing, but grass can do with it, especially after rain.
This simple grass plough brought back a lot of limestone from a distance and fired it into quicklime in a brick kiln.
The tribesmen also went to the mountains to collect enough acorns by climbing plows on grass or carrying wicker baskets, and the acorns fell all over the ground, a bit like chestnuts, but they were smaller than chestnuts, and the taste was very different.
After planting the winter wheat, the women began to weave the twine, pulling it out little by little with a simple and primitive spinning wheel and an unskilled finger. From the beginning of the one foot to the point of several feet.
With thread, you can spin a simple cloth by drawing a gourd in the same way, and the women of the clan have experience.
After the first batch of simple linen was spun, the women touched the soft fabric, felt the astringent feeling of nettle fiber from their fingertips, and finally felt that it was worth peeling off the stinky rotten hemp skin, and the traces of their fingertips being strangled by twine seemed to be less painful.
They really wanted to put a jacket on themselves, but now the morning and night were quite cold, but the noon was hot, and the prickly heat always got up in animal skins, and the river was cold, and the old grandmother would not allow these pregnant women to bathe.
However, Chen Jian snatched back the first batch of linen cloth from the woman's hand with a dead face, and used it to sew a few very simple handover collar right cloth robes, he didn't know the difference between wide and narrow cuffs, but he just made a cloth and sewed it, and he didn't even have a sleeve.
The style is ridiculously simple, but in the eyes of these people who have never even seen a formal textile, it is a remarkable thing, a piece of clothing that was not even qualified to be a diaper in the previous life was held in the hands of several people, looking back and forth, but unfortunately it could not be worn.
The first batch of clothes, Chen Jian was going to decorate the façade as a cultural export.
It is estimated that the people of those alliance tribes have eaten acorns for more than half a month now, and it is time for them to have bloating, vomiting and indigestion, and this kind of thing often happened to their own people in previous years in their memory.
If you eat too many acorns in a stomach like a wild boar, you can die of bloating, especially for these people. In the previous life, the people in the Japanese-occupied areas could not eat rice and white noodles, and only some acorn noodles were allocated, and the number of people who died of swelling every year is unknown.
Chen Jian decided to take the quicklime and the potash crystals of roasted malt, hawthorn, vinegar, and plant ash, and let some of the tribesmen wear this new set of clothes and appear at the doorsteps of those tribes in an image similar to a miracle.
Lime water can soak acorns to eliminate bitterness and tannins, so that the swelling is not too uncomfortable.
Sautéed malt and hawthorn both aid digestion, and the potassium carbonate in plant ash can improve the acidic environment of the lower stomach, both of which can break up those tannic acid stones. Vinegar is for pregnant women of other tribes, and some dried herbs collected by Song under the guidance of Chen Jian can prevent and cure some common diseases.
In order to deliberately create that kind of shocking effect, Chen Jian took a few clansmen to wash the fur of the horned deer early in the morning, tied some autumn chrysanthemum and cypress leaves to the grass climbing plow, and even decorated the antlers with some strange things, and carefully drew a flag of black and white bears and yin and yang fish.
The few people selected were all wearing new clothes, and there were still big gaps in the crumplors, but they still made the eyes of the people who couldn't go hot.
The banner painted with a black and white bear stood on top of the first grass plow, and Chen Jian planned to not only go to these alliance tribes, but also find a few people to go to distant tribes that had not communicated. According to his guess, most of the tribes in the same latitude circle will experience eating acorns and bloating their bellies.
Flags, myths, medicines, strange grass ploughs, majestic unnative horned deer, hair buns, clothes, guidance from ancestors, healing of the sick...... When all this appeared in front of the eyes of those barbarian tribes, when these people cured the bloating of those people, these people were the gods in the eyes of those barbarian tribes!
The myth of this ancestor made up by himself will spread more widely, and it will also make some preparations in advance for expanding the scope of his own cultural circle in the future, which is the biggest advantage of his tribe today, of course, he must make good use of it.
After grooming, when he was loading a basket of quicklime powder onto the grass and climbing the plow, Chen Jianxin's clothes were gently pulled, and when he looked back, he saw that it was his sister with a bitter face.
"What's wrong?"
He thought he was arguing with his younger siblings again, and asked casually while carrying lime with Matsu.
Yu Qian'er gently pulled Jian Chen's arm and said, "Brother, my stomach hurts......"
"Oh, let Song bring you some herbs to boil and eat, are you cold? Still craving caramel anymore? Not anymore this time, let's wait until the wheat is harvested......"
Yu Qian'er glanced at Song next to her in distress, feeling a little annoyed, and pulled Jian Chen hard.
In the past few days, she has felt a little uncomfortable, as if a stone is falling down in her little stomach, which is cold and silky, and sometimes it hurts.
She thought she had eaten something bad, but she had been like this for the past few days, and her small breasts were also a little swollen and painful, which was very uncomfortable.
When I went to the toilet today, I was even more frightened, thinking that I was going to die, so I secretly hid aside and watched the busy clansmen, and I didn't even go to the wheat field.
I was annoyed and confused, I hid all morning, and finally thought that my brother knew everything in a panic, so I ran to ask Jian Chen.
She thought about it for a long time before whispering a few words in Chen Jian's ear, and Chen Jian froze when she heard it, and the lime in her hand fell to the ground.
"Brother, am I going to die?"
Jian Chen covered his forehead, and said in his heart, how do you say this?
After holding it for a long time, I had to comfort and say, "It's okay." ”
"But ......"
Yu Qian'er wanted to say something, but Chen Jian turned around, pointed to a few women in the distance and said, "Go and ask them!" Don't ask me ......"
After finishing speaking, he blocked his ears, and said a few words in his mouth, and pushed Yu Qian'er away.
Yu Qian'er pouted, knowing that she was not going to die, and her mood was much more relaxed, but she still thought a little angrily: "If you don't ask, I won't ask you, I won't ask you in the future, you won't feel sorry for my stomach, and you won't feel sorry for me, and you will drive me away, you are still my brother......
Jian Chen looked at Yu Qian'er's back, and said in his heart that he was ruined by the name of his previous life.
In the previous life, the aunt towel and the aftermath of the Ming and Song dynasties were called Mother Chen or Mother-in-law Chen, and I don't know how to get such a strange name, I definitely don't have the surname Chen in this life, but I will inevitably have something to do with this thing.
Supposedly, both animals and people will have great aunts, but most animals will become pregnant before the first time and will not appear, but people are different, from once a year to once a month, women always have to go through these things.
The problem is that theoretically it must have been a woman who invented the aunt's towel for the first time, but the world has to become him.
Let those who were about to leave wait for him for a while, then went back and asked the woman for a piece of linen, sewed it into a small cloth bag, filled it with plant ash, humanely pulled two ropes on the waist rope, covered his face and found several women of the tribe surnamed Shi.
There are taboos between men and women of the same race, and it is impossible for him to say these things to his aunts and cousins, but fortunately, there are no taboos with foreign surnames, you can talk casually, and they are very open, shy and only for the same family and surname.
Those women understood as soon as they heard it, and they said something else around Jian Chen, or glanced at him a few times, but they were amazed in their hearts, they could only wipe it with grass blades in the past, this time it's good, is it difficult for Jian to have seen women a long time ago? Who is it?
Jian Chen said with a bitter face: "You tell the sisters, but you are not allowed to say that I told you, just say that you came up with it yourself." ”
"Okay, but you'll have to give us a horn comb, or you can go with me to the woods."
The woman teased Jian Chen, and Jian Chen hurriedly said, "Comb comb, comb, ......"
He didn't want to hear a legend of his own in his second life many years later--Jian not only invented the bow and arrow, made pottery, and built houses...... I also invented the aunt towel!
Guan Zhong came up with a prostitute system, and he became the ancestor of the land of fireworks, and was worshiped by those women every day. No one knows how the myth will be passed on in later generations, but if thousands of years later, my aunt's towel has a picture of herself painted on the package, and the scene will be particularly picturesque!
"Whoever loves this legend wants it, I don't want it anyway."
Thinking so, he jumped on the grass plow, and was about to leave, when Yu Qian'er, who was about to stop talking to his brother, came running over and put a ball of hay on his chest.
"It's cold in the morning, and I cover my heart. Brother, come back early. ”
She had forgotten the thoughts she had had when she was angry.